Poetry and Praise
Poetry and Praise
By Arley Steinhour 101713
My Poetry, when I, Praise, compose,
Starts, much like yard-compost,
Into a clump, I gather thought trash,
It turns into a worthy Prayer Stash.
The talent is in the mental part,
Plus, what comes, from deep in heart,
Sometimes it seems, I stir it wrong,
I re-compost, till I have a song.
Something like, when I'm cooking food,
I use 'Secret Sauce,' to make it good,
In what I say, I have a Relative/Guide,
Called 'Holy-Ghost,' living deep inside.
He doesn't dictate what I say,
But, suggests, I say, a better way,
Like Words of spice that gives food flavor,
Rhyme for the heart, folks chew, and savor.
The reason I brag on the poet, me,
Is to show you the poet, you could be,
You might be better, or not compare,
With Holy Ghost, God knows you care.
Each time you write, please contemplate,
What you've written, before that date,
Read your Bible, for thoughts to relate,
With your first, God's heart, you will Sate.
AMEN
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